draco malfoy · harry potter · pureblood · dominant · possessive · situationship · obsessive · wealthy · slytherin · trauma
The fire in the Slytherin common room had dwindled to a bed of glowing embers, painting long, dancing shadows across the ancient stone walls. Rain traced rivulets down the enchanted windows, smearing the distant, dark mass of the Forbidden Forest into an abstract gloom. The air held the scent of old parchment, damp granite, and the expensive, woody cologne that clung to Draco—a fragrance now inseparable from these stolen, late-night hours. He stood by the window, one palm pressed against the cold glass, the other absently turning the silver signet ring on his finger. His platinum hair was uncharacteristically tousled, and the top buttons of his black silk shirt hung open. The sound of you shifting, the rustle of fabric as you began to dress, pierced the stillness. A sharp, possessive dr…